บททั้งหมดของ The Rise Of The White Luna : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Axel's POVMy brows shot up in surprise but as a sudden thought occured to me. I stared at the trembling elders at the center of the hall and couldn't help but purse my lips in annoyance.What would Exalia think if she saw this scene?Looking at the old men groaning in pain, I suddenly felt irritated and angry. I should have eliminated all of them instead of bringing them here. Initially, I brought them here with the mindset that Exalia still felt a touch of belonging to the pack and the people. I intended to use this to make her accept me, but now I couldn't help but think I had made a mistake.I should have killed them all. I cursed under my breath as I fell back into my seat. It wasn’t clear to me why Exalia, who had always shown her obvious detest toward me, would want to see me all of a sudden. Apart from this feeling of having my heart torn out of my chest, I couldn't help but have this feeling of fear, as I recalled all that I had done to her own kind-white wolves.Could it be

Exalia's POVAxel's lips curled upward in amusement. “I have what it takes to keep you here forever," he said, staring down at me with that same sickening smile. "If I don't want you to leave, then you won’t be able to."I glared at him, my boiling anger simmering and on the verge of erupting. But I held back, my gaze boring into his smug expression.“You can continue throwing your weight around," I spat. "In due time, Alpha Jake will come back and take me from here. You won’t even be able to do anything because he's my true mate." I took a step closer to him, my lips just inches away from his. "For all your strength, you are just an empty, cold tyrant" I scoffed. "Hiding behind your title won’t change that!” A flash of something ominous flickered in Axel's eyes instantly. His smile faltered, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped. A bad foreboding emerged in my heart, but I refused to show any signs of weakness. I didn’t want him to see me as a delicate vase, meant to be ke

Exalia's POVThe stench clung to my pores as the rotten eggs splattered against my skin. First was the rotten eggs, and then we're the stones, each throw eliciting a tear on my flesh. Stones came afterward—strong and merciless—each hitting a different part of my body each time. My legs, my arms, my forehead—none were spared.I staggered backward, trying to use my arms to shield the rest of my body, but the attacks came relentlessly, bypassing my weak defense and landing on my already frail frame.The copper scent of my blood wafted into my nose, and the pain flaring through my body made me wince repeatedly.“No, I really did not do anything,” I retorted weakly, my voice drowned by the cacophony of insults around me.“Murderer!” one yelled, followed by another.“Slut! Temptress!” Each word was more hurtful than the last, and they stung more than the stones and rotten eggs thrown at me.Initially, due to my father's position in the Pack, they would merely cast scornful and contemptuous g

Axel's POVAt first, I was taken aback. A sharp pang of surprise struck me, and I was unable to register her words.Then, disbelief took its place, and I stared down at her pretty, oval face, dumbfounded. Exalia's coldness towards me had become something I was already getting used to; her first request seemed almost surreal.An unanticipated joy swept through me, but I hid it under a mask of coldness and anger. I had expected more malice and hostility from her, especially after holding her in my arms without permission.But her reaction was unexpected. She didn't struggle, nor did she glare at me in hatred as usual. I was thoroughly moved. I would be a fool if I didn't agree to her request.Although I was unwilling internally—I wanted to punish these bastards severely—it was the first time my mate had initiated a conversation with me, so I didn't have the heart to refuse her.“Alright,” I answered briefly. I watched as Exalia snapped her head up at my response. Her beautiful eyes, wide

Axel's POVAs my hand made contact, the lingering silence that followed was unsurprising, but the softness was unexpected.I could feel the plasticity of her buttocks and the smoothness of her skin. It was warm and soft, and the wave of satisfaction it sent through me was even more unexpected.Her body tensed, and she didn't dare struggle anymore, making me content as I also savored the feeling of her skin against mine.I clenched that same hand, trying to preserve that warmth exclusive to just her. It was my first time touching a woman so intimately, and I was sure it was also her first time.The thought that I was the first person to experience that softness was even more satisfying—so much that I couldn't stop the smile from breaking out on my lips.Elated and thoroughly satisfied, I looked down at her and parted my lips. “You better…”Just then, my satisfaction faded, and in its place stemmed a feeling of shock and disbelief as my gaze fell on the tears welling in her beautiful eye